The weird situation in front of us brought the **** of order close to collapse. I don't know what to do?
It never dreamed of it. After its body was broken, it would generate so many monsters?
Each monster has an independent mind and considers itself to be the ontology, which is extremely exclusive to other beings.
As soon as they were in contact with each other, a dispute had already occurred and they were torn apart.
Scratching his mouth and biting, punching and kicking, he showed no mercy when he started.
That extreme selfishness affects every schistom, thinking that there can only be one in this world.
As for the other guys, they all have to die!
But in a blink of an eye, the emerald green grass was stained with blood, and there were stubbles everywhere.
Those huge bloated bodies were lying on the grass horizontally and horribly dead.
The **** of order will never show mercy against his enemies. Even if the enemy replaces himself, he will never have any kindness.
And there is a kind of madness in its bones, otherwise it will not choose to explode after defeat.
The kind of madness used here makes the battle more bloody, no matter which "self" is a deadly play.
The God of Order saw this scene, and his body trembled uncontrollably. It didn't know what was going on, but it knew everything was wrong.
Otherwise, there can not be so many strange selves, not to be so crazy and irrational. After meeting, I don't think about how to cooperate, but try to kill other "self"!
"Crazy, stupid, what are you doing!"
The **** of order roared, trying to stop all this, but didn't find that his actions were very rude, with a strong killing in his tone.
Just after the roar came out, a few monsters stared at the **** of order, mumbled the vague words, and surrounded it fiercely.
"Ignorant idiots, all die for me!"
The **** of order roared fiercely, but there was a flash of excitement in his eyes, the nails in his hands became sharp like a knife, and hesitated to those "self" without hesitation.
With the killing, flesh and blood splashed like rain, killing corpses all over the place, and the wailing sound was endless.
After the **** assassination, the huge crickets fell to the ground, their bodies were torn apart, their faces were despairing and unwilling.
"Dead, hahaha, finally dead!"
The God of Order battled to the last moment, and his mouth gave out a sick and proud laughter, and his heart was full of pride because he had won the victory of this fight.
Even if he killed himself, he still felt a strong sense of accomplishment, and there was nothing wrong with it.
Just as the mad laughter sounded, there was a sound of greasy sounds, as if some kind of creature was struggling with oil.
"Uh……"
The giggling laughter of the **** of order swallowed back stiffly, and then stared at the corpses on the ground.
The broken pieces of meat and internal organs were constantly wriggling at this moment, followed by the growth of skulls and arms.
The scene in front of me is so familiar that it is clearly a copy of the previous situation. It won't be long before there will be countless new "self" appearances.
It's just that compared to the previous horror body, the new "self" is obviously smaller, but the number has become more and more noisy.
But in the blink of an eye, the ground was overcrowded.
There are strange creatures everywhere, but they exude the breath of the **** of order, like countless "self"!
They looked around with horror and doubt, their eyes and tone became more and more fierce.
"Who are you and why is it like me?"
"I am the **** of order, you are all fake!"
"Monster, die!"
Obviously, they have lost their previous memories, but the attitude is the same.
During the quarrel and cursing, the fighting began again. Although the body was much smaller, the brutality of the killing was not inferior.
The eyes of the **** of order were straightened looking at the smaller version of themselves who had reached the calf position but were fighting madly.
"Who the **** is the ghost, get out of me and tell me what happened!"
He pulled his neck and yelled, but without any response, he was besieged by those villains desperately.
The larger the body, the stronger it is, and the easier it is to arouse the jealousy of those villains.
They used various methods to attack the **** of order, and even if their bodies were smashed, they still climbed forward with sorrow.
Two fists are hard to beat with four hands, not to mention the attack of a group of crazy villains. Even if they use one life for one flesh, it is enough to make the **** of order into a skeleton.
The ground was full of villain's corpses, blood on each of the corpses' mouths, and puppets on their faces.
The **** of order has become a pair of bones. Through the flesh and blood, he can even see the creeping internal organs.
Since becoming a god, the Lord of Order has always been in an energetic state. He never thought that he would restore the flesh and blood and be swallowed by himself who became a monster.
The scenes of this scene completely exceeded the expectations of the **** of order, and even felt a deep sense of anxiety.
It can't believe what kind of existence it is to tease and torture itself so much?
In the last wave of fighting, the **** of order fell to the ground and was torn apart by those villains.
As in the beginning, its consciousness remained on a bone, once again giving birth to hands, feet and skulls.
This time it was less than twenty meters in height and covered with bone scales.
Looking at the weird self around them, watching them question each other with anger and vicious language, the **** of order laughed suddenly.
After a few laughs, it began a crazy kill, killing all the targets it saw.
As for his own security, the **** of order didn't bother to care, because he knew he would never die.
It is also speculated that the enemy is using this method to deliberately torture its spirit and destroy its will.
The **** of order can clearly feel that each time he is reborn, his willpower becomes weaker.
Those original memories became more and more blurred, and they almost forgot who they were.
As if memory and will have been split apart with constant rebirth, and carried by those who are born.
Kill, divide, and regenerate.
I do not know how many times, the height of the **** of order has become the same as normal people.
At this time, it was blinded, and after seeing those who had no interest in killing.
It was just thirsty now and couldn't wait to take a sip of water, but there was no water at all around it.
The strange themselves around were also anxious because of hunger and thirst, looking for water.
Just when they were mad because of thirst, a mountain peak suddenly appeared in a valley not too far away.
There is a clear spring flowing on the mountain peak, making a trembling sound of flowing water, and you can even smell the sweet smell of sweet water from the spring.
Those crazy and anxious figures burst into surprise cheers and rushed towards the peaks of the flowing springs.
Like the wave of movement, which adds up to at least hundreds of thousands, it looks shocking.
The body of the **** of order followed the same murmur. It just wanted to drink water now, and it didn't have time to care about the others.
They rushed to the foot of the mountain in horror, but were blocked by the invisible barrier. They watched the spring water but couldn't drink in the mouth.
The angry roar kept coming out, and then there was a sound in my head. As long as you tell your secrets and give away the most precious things, you can get the opportunity to drink spring water.
Regarding this request, the **** of order instinctively gave vigilance and considered it full of malice.
But other selves have no such scruples at all, and under the hunger of thirst, they are nothing to be abandoned.
They told their secrets, surrendered their most precious source of power, and cheered as they jumped into the river where the springs converged and drifted away with the flow.